Great Cynics 14 Coleman St lyrics

last night in the basement I laughed at everything, there was a guy from Bordeaux, France who was sleeping on the couch for a week. There was a Canadian who told us all about BC bud, he said “man, it fucking blows your mind but I'm just here studying”. Last night in the basement, Casper fell asleep on the couch, we got in and realised that earlier we swore that we met God. The smell of smelling the floor and the chalk marks on white paper were enough to make me buy a 4 pack of K from Easy Hours, the door that never shuts. The weekend's gone too quickly and my throat is hurting ‘cos I've been singing and sleeping on bruised and vacant legs, on the bus ride home the driver's eyes, they tell me I need my bed. But I'm not sleeping tonight, I'll stay awake forever.